Lin Yi found a relatively free seat in Area B to sit down, then slowly closed his eyes and calmed down.

"Old Xue, I heard that there is a very active Huayang bird egg in the finale this time." A voice of discussion came from the left direction.

"I don't know whose big deal it was!"

"I heard that if the Huayang bird is well cultivated, it can basically break through the fifth or sixth level."

"Yes, proper training is equivalent to an extra loyal Jindan real person!"

"Brother, when I came in just now, I happened to meet the Xuan Jing Zhenren." Another sound came from another direction.

"Brother, don't make a fuss. There weren't many real people participating in this kind of auction? They all came for the finale and did not have any conflicts with us."

"Senior Brother, tell me quickly? There is no story of stopping when you tell halfway!" Another sound came from another place.

"Young sister, please let go first, senior brother, I'm almost shaking my head by you."

"Then you don't want to talk about it!"

"Look, isn't that Iron Crab real person?"

"He was also carrying a few disciples of the Beast Control Sect behind him, probably coming for the Huayang bird egg."

"Old Road, it has been rumored that Eight Demon Island has fallen. Do you have any internal news?"

"I heard from my uncle that a semi-transformed eight-winged black-patterned fern appeared near the Eight Demon Island."

"How is it possible? The rumor that the silver-touched octagonal demon fish that occupied the Eight Demon Island was successfully transformed more than a thousand years ago? How could it not be defeated?"

"Pi Lao Er, you can go back and read more information. It's almost impossible for the insect to transform into a demon."

"Can't it be possible to transform at the eighth level?"

"Oh, it's right that normal monsters and sirens can transform into eighth level, but according to records, once the insect monster transforms successfully, it can compete with the legendary god-transforming monk."

"What? A monk in the God Transformation Stage!" Another direction came with a sound of surprise.

"The semi-transformed eight-winged black-patterned fern was powerful and almost killed the silver-touched octagonal demon fish on the spot."

"Oh, Old Man Hua asked you to join the sect together, you refused? Now I, Lao Shu..."

"Clang, Clang, Clang."

I don’t know how long it took, three loud bells came. Although the bells rang throughout the hall, they seemed very soft and not harsh after hearing it.

Lin Yi opened his eyes and found that the light around him was almost gone. Only the circular platform in the center was dazzling. A female monk wearing a light golden cheongsam slowly landed above the platform. The woman looked twenty-seven or eight years old, but the fluctuations of her aura were close to the peak of foundation building.

This is also a very normal thing. It was originally an auction for the monks in the Foundation Establishment Stage, and it was hosted by the Star Moon Merchant Alliance. If the auctioneer had too low cultivation, wouldn’t he lose face in vain?

Under the gaze of countless gazes, the other party stepped on the lotus steps to the center stone platform. The plump figure that looked concave and straightened under the light golden cheongsam immediately made the eyes of some monks on the scene hot.

The other party's pretty face was still filled with a faint charm. The other party bit his delicate lips gently and easily made the atmosphere in the venue liven up.

"Little woman Lingyan, is responsible for hosting this auction. I won't repeat those things that go through the motions." The other party's voice seemed very ethereal and pleasant, with a hint of charm.

Ling Yan smiled, slapped her jade hands gently, and her red lips slightly opened.

"The first item at this auction is the top-grade magic weapon of the Golden Flame Sword. This treasure is made of the main bones of the fourth-level peak sirens and the Golden Flame Fish. The base price is 2,000 spirit stones, and the price must not be less than one hundred each time." Before he finished speaking, the yellowish-colored platform trembled slightly twice, and a golden sword of more than four feet appeared on it.

Lin Yi now has several top-quality magic weapons, so he naturally won’t be interested in this Golden Flame Sword, and there are not too many spirit stones on his body. He will not take action unless there is a good thing.

"Two thousand six hundred spirit stones."

"I'll produce 2,700 spirit stones."

"Two thousand nine hundred spirit stones."

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As soon as a middle-aged Confucian scholar finished speaking, he was immediately raised by others.

After a while, this top-grade magic weapon "Jin Yan Sword" was finally bought by a monk wearing a mask for 3,600 spirit stones.

Lin Yi was a little complaining in his heart, is this top-grade magic weapon too expensive?

Ling Yan chuckled, and his jade hands slapped again. The yellowish small platform trembled slightly, and a white crystal bead the size of a fist appeared.

"The second auction item, Liuling Sky Crystal Bead, is the best defensive magic weapon. It can not only change the size of defense, but also suddenly encounter danger close-up, it will actively release a shield to block it by itself. Even if it is the same best magic weapon, it cannot destroy the shield when it attacks with all its strength. After using up the stored mana, it can be re-injected. The starting price is 8,000 spirit stones, and the price increase must not be less than 100 per time."

The defensive magic weapon is already popular, not to mention that it is a top-quality magic weapon. It can be imagined that the heat of the monks have started bidding.

"I'll give out ten thousand spirit stones."

"Ten thousand spirit stones."

"Ten thousand five hundred spirit stones."

After hearing this, Lin Yi was a little moved by this top-notch defensive magic weapon without attributes, but he had no intention of bidding. According to Xuanxing Refining Records, this kind of storage magic weapon usually has some flaws.

"I'll give out 13,000 spirit stones."

The sound actually came from three feet to Lin Yi's left. In a blink of an eye, it was an old man in yellow robe.

After hearing the high price of 13,000 spirit stones, the originally active venue was silent for a while. Ling Yan glanced at the surroundings and was about to take a step.

"Ten thousand spirit stones." A light female voice came from the private room in Area A.

After hearing this, the monks present fell silent.

"It seems to be the voice of Fairy Qinghua!" The surroundings began to discuss in a low voice.

"Dong, dong, dong, congratulations to Fairy Qinghua for purchasing this treasure."

Next, a few special talismans were auctioned, but once the price exceeded 10% on the market, almost no one would bid.

"The three purple grass plants of six hundred years old are auctioned together. The client requested that the minimum price be 3,500 spirit stones, and the price increase shall not be less than one hundred spirit stones each time."

After Ling Yan finished speaking, the yellowish-colored platform trembled slightly, and a transparent and open jade box was added on it. You can see three two-foot-long purple grass placed inside, and gradually a faint fragrance filled the venue.

"Six thousand spirit stones."

Lin Yi was about to offer a offer, but unexpectedly, a sound came from the private room in District A. He thought that the 600-year-old elixir was extremely rare on the market. From the roots, it was very active. Purple grass does not require high requirements for the living environment. As long as the spiritual energy is rich enough, it will not wither.
Chapter completed!